Street Fighting Man Songtext
von The Rolling Stones

Ev′rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
'Cause summer′s here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
But what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
′Cause in sleepy London town
There′s just no place for a street fighting man, no


Hey! Think the time is right for a palace revolution
But where I live the game to play is compromise solution
Well, then what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n′ roll band
'Cause in sleepy London town
There′s just no place for a street fighting man, no

Hey! Said my name is called disturbance
I'll shout and scream, I′ll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants
Well, what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n′ roll band
′Cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man, no
Get down